Weather

I’m like a moth at a flame when it comes to weather. I know it can snuff me out and never notice me. As a sailor I weigh fear and love, I come up with respect and awe. As an artist I can’t make myself paint a puffy white little cloud. It’s got to have a rough edge to it or have the potential for evil or maybe it just finished it’s ugly work. Maybe when it comes to it I’m just a drama junky but a big nasty weather system boiling in on the horizon makes for a painting with real punch. I took these shots today while standing on the cliffs of the mountain I live on. I am at 2,000 feet and the front is just above me, I can almost touch it and often can do just that. It developed very fast and these shots were taken over no more than ten minutes. It ends with a small twister briefly touching down on Lookout Mt in the distance. Why would I post pictures on my studio blog? This is natures art and I’m hooked .